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I’m not sure what has made the difference, but over the last two months, I have noticed a significant change, for the better, from Zacaria at the road blocks.  There seem to be a few less of them but more importantly, they seem to be a lot more polite. This is a good thing, but they should not rest on their laurels; there is much room for improvement.

First is to remember that we are no longer in the 2nd Republic and that one does not have to answer their question of ‘how far?’ Provided ones vehicle is in a roadworthy condition and provided one does not try to drive into any security areas, one is entitled to travel where one wishes on public roads.

Second is that when Zacaria is not in uniform (as happens from time to time at the Kafue Bridge roadblock), he is, by law, obliged to show one his identification, confirming that he is in fact Zacaria.

There are also still many incidences of Zacaria stopping vehicles as if at a road block and then asking for a lift.  In such cases, one should ask for Zac’s name and number and report it to his commanding officer. Of course, it is most likely that he will refuse to give you the information requested. In such cases, this should be reported to the nearest police station.

A friend of mine recently spent two weeks traveling around Zambia. He had this to say after he had left:

‘Unfortunately we didn't find everything we were looking for in the Copperbelt. My friend Paul got to Mufulira on Friday, but found that the house where he was born had been knocked down. He went back on Saturday morning and found out why, but got a LOT of hassle from the Police on the way there and back. We had intended to drive to Chingola in the afternoon, but decided against it. Mainly because of the annoyance of the Police at weekends. Just keep pushing in your publications for a bit less corruption in the Zambian Police force, as maybe a few more of our tourist dollars would have found their way into the Zambian economy if they had not been so over zealous!!’